Butcher Zhou's mother, Madam Han, stared at Su Ruanruan for several breaths, holding back her tears, feeling that the woman's face was very familiar.
As Su Ruanruan turned around, she suddenly grabbed Su Ruanruan's arm and looked up at the several constables standing on the steps of the county government office.
Ouch! Su Ruanruan gasped. This old woman was really strong; it hurt her terribly.
Han's eyes flashed with a sharp glint as she glared at Su Ruanruan, then looked at the constables. "Is it her?"
Su Ruanruan recognized one of them; it was Zhao Sheng, who was at odds with Huo Yan and the leader of another team of constables.
Zhao Sheng smiled and nodded. Then he stood at a distance with his arms crossed, waiting to watch a good show.
Seeing him nod, Han instantly transformed into a fierce tigress with nowhere to vent her anger, "Alright, it really is you, Su Ruanruan."
"You wretched woman, you brought death to your parents, maimed your brother, and now you're even harming my son."
He grabbed Su Ruanruan and unleashed a barrage of punches, each one landing squarely. The violent shaking caused a sharp pain in Su Ruanruan's shoulders.
As more and more people gathered to watch, Han continued to curse and became even more outrageous.
She raised her hand, her gold-bracelet-adorned wrist poised to strike Su Ruanruan.
At this moment, Su Ruanruan suddenly remembered that before her family became wealthy and before she left the village, her strong hands had once hit the original owner's mother in this way.
That slap swelled up the original owner's mother's cheek.
Just as the slap was about to land, Su Ruanruan suddenly pulled her hand out from her sleeve, her arm slashing through the air as the sharp dagger flashed in a perfect arc.
Su Ruanruan's eyes turned slightly cold. She was going to stage a self-inflicted injury, but that didn't mean she wouldn't resist.
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